I'm getting closer to his age and feeling much the same. I do see God's beauty all around me. I do resent the fact that life has become more mean (small), feckless, and foolish for those growing up. I feel revulsion for the Walking Evil Dead who now populate this nation.

But I also realize that the desperate fight is only a first phase. Much of what we deplore has developed from the rot and corruption of a beautiful garden---our nation---that we have left to the care of those who mean to rape it. Why did we ever abandon that care?